Chapter 101 [Mrs. Isabel] Still in the Middle
"Isabelle, do you remember the story about the bathroom door?"

Droste hugged Mrs. Isabel's body, and the heat kept transferring from the beauty in front of him.

And after taking the secret medicine, Mrs. Isabel's smell became more pleasant and more attractive.

Although he didn't know what the effect of this secret medicine was, Droste felt that his appetite had been aroused by its sweet taste.

So thirsty, so hungry...

"Um...what?"

Mrs. Isabel opened her eyes dazedly, her peach blossom eyes soaked in moisture were extremely charming.

She asked with some confusion. She could hardly bear the effect of the secret medicine anymore. She felt her body was covered in sweat and her clothes were almost sticky and soaked.

Why is he still talking about this?

Should the little shop owner still be so gentle now?

"It was when I first met Isabel, wearing my shirt..."

Droste didn't say anything else. He looked at Mrs. Isabel in his arms with a smile. Her delicate and rosy face was really attractive.

"Why don't you let Mrs. Isabel wear my blouse after she changes her clothes?"

"It adds a little bit of the childish feeling when we first met."

"May I?"

Droste smiled narrowly, which made Mrs. Isabel a little stunned.

Suddenly, some sweet plot flashed through her mind, as if she remembered the story about the shirt and the bathroom door.

She lowered her head suddenly and her cheeks turned red instantly.

At first, because she couldn't pay the rent, Mrs. Isabel had no choice but to use this method to rent a store, otherwise she didn't know how to continue this kind of life.

Unexpectedly, after so long, life has gradually improved, but that shameful and embarrassing first meeting is still deeply engraved in Mrs. Isabel's mind.

After Drost said this, he suddenly remembered and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and angry, with his rosy lips slightly opened.

"Oh! Stop it! The little shop owner just knows how to make fun of me!"

She gently hammered Droste's chest. The restlessly beating heart and the hot male skin made her heart tremble.

After pounding her chest in shame and anger, Mrs. Isabel pursed her delicate red lips and exhaled a sweet breath.

"Shopkeeper...go wash first...I..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Mrs. Isabel's fingers were like soft feathers, rubbing against his body. They had no lethality, but instead aroused his desire to conquer her.

"I can't help it—"

……

"Which one should I go first or which one should I go first?"

Droste patted the bathtub and asked with his head tilted.

The steaming water vapor adds a sense of mystery and haziness to his thin upper body.

Drops of water and sweat flowed down his lean and well-proportioned body, outlining his almost perfect muscle curves.

The chest is firm, the lines are smooth, and the waist is tight.

Even three hours ago, Droste's figure was not so well-proportioned, he was just a little thin before.

After that meridian cutting and marrow cleansing, his body expelled excess impurities in an instant, as if it had undergone a new evolution.

"I... Let me do it. Can the little shop owner help me?"

The steaming water vapor also made Mrs. Xiaolan's face even redder, and her body became even hotter, not sure if it was because of the secret medicine or the water vapor.

And now that things have come to this, Mrs. Isabel also feels that she should take the initiative.

As a small shop owner, this is your first date, so you must try your best to guide the customer.

Uh-huh!

Mrs. Isabel's eyes were full of moisture, her rosy lips were slightly parted, and her breath was filled with a faint orange fragrance.

If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk.

"Well, Isabel is very brave."

Droste slowly leaned over, staring at the heroine's peach blossom eyes with his dark pupils, and slowly extended his fingers.

"Hmm...how could it be..."

Mrs. Isabel's body trembled suddenly, even though the fingers had not yet touched her gauze skirt.

It was true that she was mentally prepared, but when it really came to this point, Mrs. Isabel was still very nervous. Slowly pulling the zipper on the back, Droste was also a little nervous.

Even if he could remain calm in the face of adversity, now that things had come to this, he couldn't control his pounding heart.

"Click..."

The zipper was pulled for a short while before it became too tight due to Mrs. Isabel's body and got stuck.

Droste applied force slowly.

The white shoulders were revealed, followed by the collarbone, which was extremely white and tender.

After finally pulling it all the way down, Droste felt the body in front of him tremble violently, and then slowly began to pull open the curtain.

A flash of white skin came into view without any warning.

"嘤咛......"

Mrs. Isabel nervously grasped Droste's arm and placed her hands on his body.

I suddenly felt so ashamed and angry.

This kind of scene... made her heart beat faster suddenly.

His eyes looked around anxiously, and finally fixed on Droste's dark and deep pupils, which made people feel extremely reassured.

Those eyes are so pretty...

Seeing that Droste's eyes were a little dull and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Mrs. Isabel couldn't help but feel a little happy.

It seems that the shop owner likes me very much too.

Droste was indeed stunned for a moment. The feeling of facing the storm and the canyon directly made him a little surprised.

This scale and this code!

"Come on... remember to lift your feet."

Mrs. Isabel listened to Droster's soft whispers and slowly lifted her tender white feet.

The white and tender feet have perfect curves, and the five crystal clear toes are so beautiful that they are intoxicating.

She is indeed an elf. Even her feet, which step on the ground every day, do not feel rough at all. They are like works of art.

Lower your head and look away from the deep canyon that is like a black hole that captures your sight.

Droste's hand gently stroked Mrs. Isabel's ankle, and the touch made Mrs. Xiaolan tremble involuntarily.

The veil fell silently...

"Okay, now it's clean..."

"Sit in the bathtub!"

Droste looked at the fair-skinned Mrs. Isabel in front of him, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

She is indeed the perfect elf lady. There is not a single flaw on her body. Her skin is as white and lustrous as that of a cow.

Coupled with the shimmering reflection of the bathroom, it was so bright that Droste couldn't open his eyes for a moment, and he could only squint slightly.

"Then the little shop owner...do you need my help?"

Isabel put her hands behind her back and spoke shyly, her eyes fixed on the tiles on the floor.

"Well? Isabel can do it if she wants."

Drost nodded, somewhat curiously.

Didn't I sleep without a shirt on? How was Mrs. Isabel going to help?

But he soon found out.

It was very uncomfortable to have the hot and humid steam covering his body. He felt a little happy until his body jumped from the dense and humid environment into the air.

"...Very good, Isabel, you've worked hard~"

Mrs. Isabel stretched out her hand and pulled it, and the expression on her face suddenly became extremely ashamed and angry, with a hint of curiosity.

Is this what Droste looks like?
I feel a little scared... I wonder if I can't bear it...

"No... the shop owner is the one who has to work hard. If it weren't for the shop owner, I don't know what I would have done today..."

As she spoke, Isabelle held Droste and reached out to get the lubricating shower gel from the side.

"Let me wipe it for the little shop owner...as a reward for today..."

　I didn't see it, it was blocked.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)